dVerse — Old (New) Dream Deferred

Now nudging daisies Home away from home Blue dreams of water When my sails unfurled Or putting along Aquamarine world Wedged in sugar sand Only wave laps heard Sun gleams, moon silvers Celestial smiles I, their wee daughter Toddled my tiller Through duckweed blankets That dipped and quivered Now red right return Old (new) dream…

Paradise

Siren 17 At dverse poetry pub tonight, Amaya is bartending and has challenged us to build something and to be sure to use a secret ingredient.  Not sure if it will rise or fall, but my attempt is in the form of a triquain crown , which is 5 of the triquain strung together.  I…